15 years ago today, Yasmin, Cloe, Sasha & Jade - The BRATZ AKA “The Girls with a Passion for Fashion” debuted in 2001 & changed the fashion doll game becoming a global success!!! Sassy, fashion forward, edgy & diverse, these girls were the most fierce friends ever!!! I’ve loved them since they launched & always will!! Happy Birthday Bratz!!
I’ve been on pins and needles waiting to hear about this guys, and I can finally show everyone.
I got 2nd place in the faceup contest!😲😲 I’m so proud of my entry, though I wish I’d submitted some better pictures of her. I hope the first place person (sour_dotz) doesn’t pick the Vincent sculpt 😣 bb boy is perfect for my Raphael 😍
Word Count: 1,349 Summary: I sort of have this theory that Bucky would be into bondage, especially because he spent so many years being controlled by hydra he kind of gets off on being in control now. Written by:@theloveablesociopath Warnings:
Swearing, SMUT, dom!bucky, name calling, orgasm denial, praise
You waited patiently on Bucky’s bed for him to finally get home from his weeklong mission. It had been near torture the last couple of days, especially knowing what today was, and discovering he wouldn’t be back until late tonight to celebrate it.
Luckily after slumping around the tower and watching reruns of ‘Ren and Stimpy’, you finally made it to 10:00 pm. You decided to spend the last bit of your wait, prepping yourself, putting on Bucky’s favorite black lace lingerie, knee high socks with connecting leather garter straps, and to top it off you strapped on your black leather choker, with a large metal ring dangling from the front. After making sure your hair was tied back, you sat on your knees on the bed staring at the door, finally hearing commotion from down the hall.
You heard Bucky’s deep, tired voice say goodnight to Steve, before the door creaked open and a beat up and sleepy looking Bucky stumbled in with his duffle bag.
Aww it's my birtday tomorrow and i was wondering if i can ask you for a Bucky Barnes imagine? Something where it's your anniversary day and he prepares a dinner for you two and also has built a pillowfort in the living room. Then he invites you over and it's all romantic. After dinner then, you cuddle up in the pillowfort but soon your cuddling turns out into a passionate makeout-session and later leads to sensual sex ? :) I'd be very happy if you could do this :) I love you btw ! <3
Pairing: Bucky x Reader Fandom: MCU Warnings: smuuuuhut.
A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE!!!! I hope it’s been/is a great one and that you enjoyed your day! I do have to apologize though, I wish I had the time to make this a bit longer, but I still hope that you enjoy it! <33
put the keys and the mail on the table next to the door, awaiting the
happy laughter of your children greeting you, but instead, only your
husband did with a big smile.
Anniversary to you too, babe,” you kissed him, while your arms were
sneaking around his middle. “Where are the kids?”
Steve and Uncle Tony are apparently hosting a sleepover at the compound tonight. Unfortunate for us, obviously.”
both laughed and he quickly led you into the dining room, where he had already
set the table and your favorite meal was awaiting you.
told you not to make an extreme effort, I didn’t get you anything.”
gave me two children, I think that’s more than enough, doll.”
aw'ed at him and kissed his cheek for being such a good husband, before you both sat down and enjoyed a nice (and most importantly quiet) meal.
WARNINGS: FLUFF Dad!Bucky Mom!Reader, basically family fluff!
So I’ve been obsessed with the thought of Bucky as a Dad and this idea popped into my head a work one day. I’d like to make it a series possibly? But it wouldn’t be in chronological order so I’m not sure if it would make a lot of sense? But anyway enjoy this little family one shot!
It was quite, blissfully quite. You moaned softy, slowly working your muscles after the late and rather strenuous night with your husband. Speaking of the man in question you turned your head to watch his sleeping form. Seven, no eight years of marriage and the two years of dating on top of that and he was still beautiful. You smiled to yourself only imagining what he would say to that. Despite technically being well over one hundred years old he was still as handsome as the day you met him. Apart from the few wrinkles around his eyes and the slight smattering of grey hairs in his beard when he let it grown out he hadn’t changed a bit.
“Stop staring at me and get over here” you smirked at the deep raspy voice muffled slightly by the pillow. Taking his word you slid under the metal appendage nestling yourself into his chest.
“Can’t a wife marvel at her husband?” you teased playfully.
“Depends on what you were marveling at doll, it had better have been my ass” he emphasized this with a playful tap to yours, earning a soft squeal.
“No you sex crazed manic, I was just thinking how great you look, despite the wrinkles and the grey hairs”
Hey love :) Can I send you an idea where you’re Steve’s best friend and Buckys girlfriend. Then during one Mission you get buried under a collapsing house and end up nearly dead but they do all to free you. Then at the Hospital the doctor tells them you wont make it and they Keep blaming themselves for not protecting you. They sit beside your bed every day, telling You Storys and stuff until you then surprise all and wake up again? :) I hope that is fine with you <3 @diving-down-to-wonderland
Word Count: 1,988
Warnings: Language, Injuries,
A/N: So sorry love, it took me a while to sort it through. Still, I hope you’ll enjoy it :)
You walked with Steve around the uninhabited house that you
had to secure, but your mind was far away. It was going to be your first year
anniversary, and so far Bucky had been a pain in the ass.
“I don’t want to
celebrate it,” He told you that morning. “We don’t need to go out and pay a hundred bucks to eat three carrots
and a bowl of boiled noodles. Might as well eat banknotes.”
“You okay, kid?” Steve shot you a worried side glance.
“Thinking about Bucky.” You replied with a slight shake of
“Ah, young love.” Steve smiled, looking straight ahead.
“He doesn’t want to celebrate our first anniversary. I found
a really nice place, but he’s stubborn.” You explained and Steve stayed quiet
for a moment.
“Oh,” He said after a while. “It’s tough for him to go out,
people always stare at him.”
“I know, but I thought he was better now.”
“He is,” Steve quickly replied. “He’s a lot better and
that’s mostly thanks to you. You’re the reason why he agreed to stay. You just
need to give him time.”
Summary: You’re a mutant with the power of dimensional, spatial and time manipulation, meaning you can travel to and from dimensions, spaces and different times with ease. But one day, when you’re coming back from a particularly long mission, you brought something back that should never have come with you in the first place.
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything that Marvel has created and I certainly don’t own Sebastian Stan.
Warnings: Major familial sweetness and Bucky fluff.
For those of you that are unaware, we’ve been married for fourteen of those years and we’ve had our ups and down like any couple but we’ve always pulled through.
It was our anniversary today and Bucky had told me that I should ‘doll myself up’ like in the old days, so that’s what I was doing in front of the vanity with my one-year-old girl on my lap.
Her thick yet growing Y/H/C hair was pulled back from her small forehead and up in a hair tie. Her hair parted like a little fountain atop her head. It always made me smile. She was watching me paint my lips red with liquid lipstick, her baby-blue eyes watching in fascination, reminiscent of her father.
That, or she was wondering how she could see two of Mummy.
Request: can you please do one where it’s jerome and readers anniversary and jerome is being sweet because he’s never really had a serious relationship with anyone else (if that makes sense) and there’s smut!!!
I stir in my bed rolling over to cuddle up to Jerome. I slide my body over expecting to feel the warm body of the red head, but to my surprise the bed is empty. That’s strange; I always wake up before him. I furrow my eyebrows and slide out of the comfy king sized bed. I pull Jerome’s t-shirt over my body now adding to my panties.
I stretch and look in the mirror seeing myself. “Gosh I look like a bag of smashed assholes.” I grunt to myself and shrug my shoulders. I make my way down the hall and once I get in a 25 ft radius of the kitchen I smell pancakes. I peek around the corner and see Jerome shirtless and at the stove cooking breakfast.
I step forward and walk to Jerome wrapping my arms around him. “What are you doing?” I ask his kissing his bare skin. “Making breakfast for us doll.” I raise my brow and laugh.“Okay. Fair enough. What’s the occasion?” I ask sitting on the counter beside him. Jerome looks up at me and smiles.
I’m not stupid. I know what day it is. Today is our 1 year anniversary. I knew, but having Jerome as a boyfriend wavered the rules of a relationship just a bit. Such as the killing; which I got use to, but other changes were present as well. Such a the anniversary thing. We’ve never really acknowledged it.
Jerome picks up a ready made plate and passes it to me kissing my forehead. “Get ready after you’re done. We’re going out.” “On a killing spree?” “No doll. A day for us. Only us.” I smile and nod continuing to eat my breakfast.
Once finished I renter the bedroom to see a box already set out with a note stuck to the top of it. I remove the note and look at the neatly written letters. Put on the outfit and walk to the first place we crossed eye sight.
The GCPD! We first saw each other when he was brought in for the murder of his mother. Heck I was only there to drop off some coffee but I got a whole lot more then just a low fat latte.
I change into the dress and look at myself in the mirror. Royal blue with black pumps. He always did love me in this color. I walk down to the GCPD and see balloons. I walk closer and see his favorite cop hooked to the light post and all beat up. “Hello Jimbo!” He rolls his eyes and uses his free hand to throw an envelope at me.
I tear open the letter and read the words along the page. Gosh doll! My ships been robbed. By hearts been stolen by you. THE DOCKS! “Thanks Jimbo!” I giggle and kiss his cheek only getting a eye roll and a swift push away.
I run down to the docks and see a beautiful boat set up. “Jerome?” I yell seeing if he’s here. As my predictions rain true my wonderful red head pops out with a wide smile. “Hello doll.” He says and lowers the walking plank.
Once I’m on he pulls me in for a long kiss gripping my waist as if it’s the last time he’ll see me. “Full speed ahead captain!” Jerome yells back. I look over his shoulder to see a man tied up and forced to stand at the wheel. He mumbles but doesn’t protest as the boat begins to move into the water.
Jerome turns me around and walks me up the steps. “Welcome to the (y/n).” I look at him surprised. “You named a boat after me?” “Our boat doll. Summer’s on the lake. Ah just imagine.” I giggle and peck him.
He leaders me to a candle lit table with plates of food ready. “Happy one year (y/n).” Jerome says as he pulls my chair out for me. “I love you Jerome.” “I love you too doll. Now let’s dig in. I’m proud of this.” I giggle and start to eat the tasty meal my love has cooked up.
I put my fork down and stare at him. This perfection sitting in front of me. No mater what he’s done, no matter what he looks like. I’ll always love him. “What are you looking at? Something in my teeth?” I jokes and looks at himself in the spoon. “No J. Just thinking.”
Jerome straightens up and giggles. “Good thoughts?” “Nothing but.” “Why don’t we both stop thinking and start acting?” I get up out of my seat and set myself on Jerome’s lap.
I play with his tie and stare into his eyes. “Would you like that J?” He smirks waists no time attacking my lips. He grips my hips and grinds against me. A groan, and sounds of struggling bring us away from our moment. Jerome rolls his eyes and pushes me up. “Before that I have to get rid of a pest below decks.” “I’ll be waiting.” I wink at him as he descends down the staircase. Seconds later I hear a scream, a gun shot, and then a bang signaling a body falling limp.
Jerome practically runs up the steps into the enclosed room and pushes me against the wall placing his lips upon my neck; making sure to leave marks. I moan against his touch and rake my hands down his body ripping his shirt apart. Our mouth battle for control as we hastily undress each other. I place my hand over the tent in his pants and rub against it. Jerome in hails sharply and bites my lip hard.
Jerome pulls away and turns me around. “No more games.“He growls and hikes my dress above my hips. He coats his head in my juices before slamming into me. His thrusts rough causing me to grip the rail of the side of boat. Jerome continues to thrust into me bring his hands up to my neck and wrapping around it.
I moan at the sudden surprise. Surprised it cause a rush of pleasure to run through my body. “Jerome. I’m close.” I barley get out overwhelmed by the amount of pleasure he’s granting me. “I know doll.” He says and removes one of his hands and pulls my hair back thrusting into me harder. I cry out gripping the raining as hard as I can. Jerome’s thrusts get sloppy and he releases into me breathing into my ear. “Baby.” He rides out our high and pulls out.
I can barley stand so I just turn around and lean against the railing. I wrap my arms around Jerome kissing him. “Happy one year Jerome.” “And you (Y/n).” Jerome smirks and kisses me again.
@the_river_styx has posted a photo of her updated Sailor Moon collection featuring lots of the recently added items! (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧ You can spot some sneak peeks of items that aren’t yet on the website too~
A/N: This is a pretty long one to make up for my only posting writing once a week. Happy Sonnday!
Most people thought Sonny and I were lying: we’d been together, secretly and then publicly, for almost a year, and we’d never had a proper fight. It was like we were in an eternal honeymoon stage, so perfectly matched that arguments never needed to enter the picture.
We were the perfect couple, the one all our friends talked about, the one everyone could rely on to renew their faith in love… until suddenly, we weren’t.